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letra de volatile - home bowman

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i need attention so f-ckin’ bad
in spite of the fact i hide from the masses
i just attract a stipend of madness
back from the past and shipped to my address

i’m not original i don’t invent sh-t
i take a triplet and try not to mention
how all these f-ckers that i’m never textin’
check all my stories and get an erection

f-ck it i’m proving a point to myself i guess
fillin’ the void for my health no less
everything’s fine ain’t ever had no stress
okay i’m lying but did you catch my jest

all my life i been a bit depressed
they keep trying to havе me take deep breaths
thеrapist told me that i need deep rest
that’s advice that i still reject

you’re so impressive
i think this bottle is more i’ll mess with
straight to the bottom i do it for texas
i’ve been insane since i wrote on my nexus

now with a pixel i’m different
you and your friends on your b-tch sh-t
i’m in position to nitpick
you’re not an artist you’re simply a rich kid
i’m done being safe

i could play these motherf-ckin’ games all day
i could take the world by the titties
it would take it a mastectomy to
get them motherf-ckers out my face

i don’t understand why i’m filled with this rage
when i’m happy in life, it’s a brand new day
got a brand new girl and a brand new page
but the blood unfurls when you’re up in my sp-ce

f-ck

am i impressive or volatile
don’t you think it’s all comical
alcohol in my follicles
but look at me through your monocle

am i depressing or monotone
maybe read some new articles
all you people like barnacles
but b-tch go return to your –

hey, i never left
went on hiatus, i’m back to the stress
my friends, i hate ’em i’ll leave ’em bereft
never be happy ’til my final breath
but hey, who would’ve guessed
painting a picture and it’s all a mess
dopaminergic, the path and the crest
n0body cared so i’ll sh-t on the rest

when somebody says that they love you
just dump ’em don’t trust ’em they’re nothing
i’ve suffered a f-ckin abundance of dumbness
i’m tired of running and gunning
i’m jumping the fence that i’m stuck in

i’m livid i’m seething i’m barely breathing
i’m taking a peek at your music and weeping
i can’t even speak ’cause it’s making me weaker
than your aunt regina when she took the –

i remember every f-cking moment
every f-cking rodent in my way
if i wrote it how you said i told it
i would f-cking throw it in your face

every person told me to not focus on it
now i’ll put you in your place
i was broken but i’m chosen for this sh-t
you’re never taking that away

- home bowman

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